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Stranded at SeaThis story may contain adult content. |
| Written by Amie Kerlin | |
| Wednesday, 30 July 2008 | |
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Authors note: This isn't necessarily a poem or a story, but rather a stream of thoughts. I've been reading about the sinking of the U.S.S. Indianapolis and this is what I imagined went through their heads while they were waiting the FIVE nights and FOUR days for rescue.
********************************************************* Stranded. Terrified beyond measure. When are they going to come for us? We've got to stick together, help out the wounded. Sound off! So many missing. Are we the only survivors? There's no land in sight; Just endless amounts of ocean Thick and swelling Covering us over and over Making us drift apart Further and further. We've go to stick together! The sunlight is so blinding now. Terrifying in a different way than the darkness of last night. Smearing oil from the sunken ship on our skin to help block the rays of sun. It shouldn't be long now, They'll come for us soon. If we can just keep the sharks away. Let them have the dead. Huddle together now. They keep circling. Darkness again. We're all so parched. Many of those wounded are now gone. The water is all around But we cannot drink this salty water. Try to doze; We're so tired now. How much longer, how much longer? Two more days and two more nights we've lasted. We've drifted so far Lost so many more. The sharks, they keep circling. Still no land in sight. Life preservers now waterlogged; Not helping us much. They aren't coming are they? Some have gone mad. They couldn't resist The liquid we're floating in. Drinking it greedily. They've seen land, or so they said, Swimming away from us toward mirages. We've lost so many from exposure; they just couldn't last. We've got to keep together! Daylight again. We can't make it much longer. So burned by the sun And so thirsty, so thirsty. What's that in the air? Waving and screaming. Do you think that they see us? The plane's wings are tipping! They're going for help! Not much longer now. Hold on a little bit longer. Rescue is coming. They haven't forgotten.
Copyright 2008 Amie Kerlin |
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| Last Updated ( Wednesday, 30 July 2008 ) |
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